I felt wicked and wanton, and really sexy.I knew that it was wrong of me to act like that. I never wore really tight pants to school, for example, bec...use I didn't want the other kids talking about me and calling me loose.I wasn't. I was still a virgin. But I was so terribly aware of how hot I was, and exquisitely excited whenever I caught men looking at me.I hated being a virgin, and really wished I had the courage to do something really wicked, but I didn't. My parents had given me the real. To my surprise it was Jessica. Her stockings were torn and her dress wasdirty. There was a bruise on her leg. Patricia joined us and between thetwo of us we carried Jessica into the house. Mommy and Beverly joined usand we took Jessica to a bedroom. We began to carefully undress Jessicaand we speculated what had happened.I said, "It must have been Jessica's father who did this."Mommy said, "Yes must have been, Jessica did sound scared of him, Isuppose he was there when she arrived or he. Soon my asshole was wet with her spit and it was relaxed enough for her to push her tongue deep inside. “Okay, thank you baby girl” Pete said and she was gone. I felt something push at my asshole and I assumed it was Pete’s finger. “Do you want cock in your ass like mommy's my little slut?” “Yes daddy" I panted. “Well we need to train your ass first" I realised the object sliding into me was very cold. It stretched me open, more and more as Pete pushed it slowly into me. “Oooooh" I moaned as. “Ungh, it’s just, oh god, I can hardly take it.” Manuel and Stephen exchanged a confused look at Sarah’s sudden outburst of emotion. She seemed to be on the verge of tears. “I’m, I’m sorry, honey, I didn’t mean for you to get so upset,” stammered Stephen contritely. “I mean, I am just a jerk sometimes I guess.” Oscar reached around and fiddled with Sarah’s clit until she was on the verge of orgasm. She gripped the banister even tighter than she had thought possible and bowed her head, shaking.